Lorelei, after spending most of the day on the Quidditch field practising, sprawled on the grass by the infamous Lake with light sweat along her brow and she was breathing a little harder than normal as she just finished twenty laps around the Lake. Flicking her wand out of her thigh sheath, she cast a cold spell to stop the familiar burning in her legs and she slowly sat up and let out a sigh. "I gotta be the best." She whispered to herself, her gaze flicking towards the path that led back to the field with the strong temptation to return to the skies but the coach had banned her until tomorrow because of how hard she was pushing herself. Pushing herself off the ground, she decided to go higher up to feel more of the breeze and she hung upside down in the tree, her dark waves covering her face and softly began to hum.